You can't imagine what satisfaction can be gotten from throwing a pie into someone's face.

Any problem, big or small, within a family, always seems to start with bad communication. Someone isn't listening.

But when I lose my temper, I find it difficult to forgive myself. I feel I've failed. I can be calm in a crisis, in the face of death or things that hurt badly. I don't get hysterical, which may be masochistic of me.

I will take a pie in the face any time for a worthy cause.

Sometimes you'll have some things, and sometimes you'll have other things. And you do not need it all at once; it's not good for you.

There is that thing about not working with animals and children - I don't think that's true. Although you should never work with donkeys.